My elder brother taught me two very powerful lessons. First is about smoking. It is not a good thing. It took his life at age thirty-seven(37). Yes, 37. To most that would be the start of the best years in life. Second is about gambling. Gambling as in wasting all your money on some false hope of making more. He died with not even a penny to pay for his hospital bills. This picture proves the two lessons mentioned. He is the one on the right. But ohhh I love him so dearly and wished he has stayed a little bit longer. And yes, I miss him so much that my eyes are not dry while I am writing this. ****
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